Chapter 445: There is a fish in the sea of ​​blood and it is called the Styx River. It is rare to find the fisherman's name is Qinglian.

"Not good! Zhou Cheng!!!..."

When the Ancestor of the Styx heard the sound of getting farther and closer, he suddenly heard it, like thunder in the drought, which shocked the Ancestor of the Styx.

"What happened to the ancestor of the church?"

The four of them also knew that a master came from the sea of ​​blood outside, and the sound didn't sound strange, but they didn't know why the ancestor of the sect changed drastically.

"teach……"

Everyone was waiting to ask again, but the old ancestor of the Styx waved his hand and stopped him.

"Go down, don't care about your business!"

"yes!"

Everyone retreated, and the Ancestor of Styx touched the Yuantu Abi sword in his arms, then sat down cross-legged, but used the blood sea clone technique. With a light shout, he saw a person who was exactly the same as the Ancestor of Styx slip out of the Ancestor of Styx.

"Teaching ancestors without worries!"

The clone of the Blood God Son bowed his hand and shot out the Blood Sea straight and headed out of the Blood Sea.

The ancestor of the Styx was indeed a cunning man. He heard the voice of the person, but he did not go out in his true form and actually transformed into a blood god clone to go out. It seems that although this old turtle has always been rampant, he is not afraid of death.

As soon as the four of them returned to the Shura clan, they saw a blood light rushing out of the sea of ​​blood. After a closer look, they found that it was the clone of a blood god son of the ancestor who had bleeded. Everyone was secretly shocked and knew that today's future would be a big deal.

On weekdays, the Ancestor of the Styx is high above the surface, and this sea of ​​blood is rare for thousands of years. When everyone saw that this ancestor of the Sect could only go out to sea as a clone, how could they not be nervous?

"The ancestor of the religion may have a big deal. You can quickly mobilize the army of our Shura clan. If there is any disaster, as long as the ancestor of the religion gives the order, our people should sacrifice their lives for the ancestor of the religion!"

The Shura tribe's gratitude to the ancestor of the Styx is as deep as the descendants compared to their parents.

But the clone of the Ancestor of the Styx shot an arrow, and it emerged from the sea of ​​blood. It stood above the sea of ​​blood. Sure enough, there was a green-robed Taoist standing with his hands behind his back in the air ahead, looking at him with a faint smile. Although this clone was not the original body of the Ancestor of the Styx, it was directly controlled by the spiritual consciousness of the Ancestor of the Styx. Except for the magical powers that are equivalent to the original body of the Styx, this clone is the same, just like the Ancestor of the Styx himself came out personally.

"The Master Wuliang Tianzun, the Styx's academic affairs are complicated. I wonder if the fourth senior brother came here, but he was in a far-reaching welcome! I would like to forgive the Styx's sin of disrespect for the Styx!"

When the ancestor of the Styx saw that this person was indeed one of the people he had been most afraid of since he was born. The fourth senior brother, Taoist Qinglian, felt a little more uneasy.

"Is it really my trouble? But it's not right. Didn't Zhou Cheng destroy his strength? Why did I suddenly come to my sea of ​​blood today?"

Styx was thinking a lot, but Zhou Cheng nodded slightly while watching, and said intently: It was indeed a cunning person.

"Cough cough..." Zhou Cheng made a gesture and coughed lightly, as if he wanted to resolve the embarrassment. "The junior brother's blood sea has a unique scenery, but Brother Wei is here to visit this time!"

"Haha, the fourth senior brother is too proud of the sea of ​​blood in this corner of the Styx River. If the fairy and blessed land in the world, if the fourth senior brother's Qingqiu Mountain is called second, who dares to be the first!"

Although the ancestor of the Styx did not dare to say how well he knew about the fourth senior brother, he knew that the fourth senior brother had a close obsession with the Yin people behind him. If he answered accidentally, he would probably have to help him count the money if he was sold.

He was able to survive the chaotic prehistoric world and seized many good things. Most of the opportunities for the Ancestor of the Styx were really calculated by his thief-headed and thug-headed methods.

"Qingqiu Mountain is a good place, but I can't get home for you, I'm ashamed of saying that!" Zhou Chengdao.

Upon hearing this, the ancestor of Styx felt a little happy and said to himself: Could it be that he, who had lost all his skills back then, has not yet recovered to the level that is enough to shock his disciples? Humph, if this is true, even if he has no good intentions today, he can still fight to the end, and it is hard to say who wins and who loses.

"Ah! My junior brother has also lived in the sea of ​​blood for a long time. Not long ago, I was shocked to hear that the fourth senior brother had been plotted by many shameful people back then. My junior brother was in a state of grief but he was in a state of peace day and night!"

The more the ancestor of the Styx said, it became more and more similar. Those saints have been given a great crime of "opposing their fellow disciples and suppressing good people." "If my junior brother learned of the wrongs of my senior brother, even if I try my best to do this, I will help my senior brother and strive for justice for my Hongjun!"

"Oh!" Zhou Cheng sighed after hearing this, and said, "Isn't that true! Everyone in the world is a person who forgets his righteousness when he sees profit, how can a saint be out of the world? If those senior brothers could have the cultivation of Taoism with the junior brother, the senior brother would not be so embarrassed now."

"Hateful, really hateful!"

Zhou Cheng said: "Junior brother, I'm here for my distance. Could it be that I'm irritating you?" While saying that, Zhou Cheng looked around, as if reminding the ancestor of the Styx, "Look, I'm still your senior brother. He said he welcomed me, but he didn't even let me in the door."

The ancestor of the Styx quickly said, "Senior Brother has misunderstood, but my sea of ​​blood is a dirty place. How dare I welcome my senior brother? It's better not to enter or enter!"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Cheng suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter stirred up a huge wave of blood that had not yet risen. The laughter had not stopped for a long time, as if it was about to stir up the entire water of the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Styx made a statement and said with some concern: "Senior Brother, you have not recovered your skills, so don't make a big noise, otherwise it will attract those thieves, which will be detrimental to you!"

This seems kind-hearted, but it is actually extremely insidious.

As soon as the ancestor of the Styx saw Zhou Cheng, he could feel that Zhou Cheng had not recovered to the realm of a saint, or that he had not recovered to become a complete saint. Because a saint is a dual body of skill and Taoism, a saint means a great perfection in practice. If it is the same as a single person, he cannot become a true saint.

However, although the ancestor of the Styx felt that Zhou Cheng had not recovered from becoming a saint, he was not so stupid that he wanted to try it out, and he was not so stupid that he wanted to clean up Zhou Cheng to see if he could steal some treasures. He knew that a person like Zhou Cheng who was even more cunning than him, who dared to stand here carelessly means that at least he had the means to save his life.

However, he was still a little afraid. Zhou Cheng, who was not a saint, was not the one he feared the most. What he feared the most was that the laughter attracted the ghosts that were so close to him.

——The Witch Clan in the Underworld.

The ancestor of the Styx was worried that Zhou Cheng's laughter would attract the witch tribes. In his opinion, the witch tribes and the Cheng tribes were birds of a feather. If it were Zhou Cheng, it might be fine, but if there were three more ancestor witches, I would have to give it to him if I had ten thousand lives.

"My junior brother has filtered it. Although I have been bullied and suffered from all the struggles of my fellow disciples, I still have these skills. Alas, I am also suffering from my life. At that time, I was the one who was bullied the most. I am not as good as my junior brother, and I enjoy the blessing of the sea of ​​blood!"

Zhou Cheng said while pointing at the underworld next to him, saying, "Junior brother, don't worry, you and I will reminisce about the past, so it is naturally rare to be quiet. Although I have learned very little by little for my brother, as long as you and I don't tear down the world, they can't hear it."

As soon as he said this, the ancestor of the Styx felt uncomfortable as if he was choked by a stone, and he felt even more shocked. This is not bad. If he had such a method, then Zhou Cheng would probably be even more terrifying than the ancestor witch.

This clearly means reminiscing about the past, but I don’t know it outside. After several explorations of the spiritual consciousness of the Styx, I felt that there was indeed a layer of eggshells shrouded in the sky above the sea of ​​blood. I felt a little familiar, but I couldn’t remember what it was!

"This sea of ​​blood is extremely vast, and I don't know what kind of fish there are in the sea. Why do you like fishing? When you come here, you naturally have prepared all the fishing gear. Haha, junior brother doesn't have to worry about me!"

It turns out that weekly costs came just by making up the idea, so how could you not think of simply preventing leaks?

At this time, the ancestor of the Styx had roughly understood the truth that good people would not come and those who came were not good. I just thought of their state. If you go to other people's houses to visit them if you have something to do or not, that would be strange.

"Senior Brother, what is your purpose? Just say it!" The ancestor of the Styx looked shaking, put away his joke, and said in a stern voice.

Zhou Cheng also looked calm and sighed, "Junior brother, what the senior brother has done is nothing but two things."

The ancestor of the Styx became more and more nervous as he heard it, and asked loudly: "Qinglian, you and I are all from the same school as Zixiao Palace. Although I have bullied many immortal ways, Styx has never offended you. You opened up today and said, "What are you here to do!"

Zhou Chengdao: "Well, I don't bully the small ones for the big ones. I come today, but I am reporting good news and worrying!"

"Oh? What is the good news? What is the worry?"

Zhou Chengdao: "The one who reports good news: During the great catastrophe, the Styx still lacks a disaster. If you suffer calmly, in the future..."

“How will it be in the future?”

"If you survive a disaster in the future, you will be considered a blessing immortal! However, if it is a matter of worry..."

The ancestor of the Styx took a deep breath, as if he saw the senior brother showing his fangs, and said slightly angrily: "Zhou Cheng, don't bully me!"

Zhou Cheng: "The Nine Nether Blood Sea is the unfinished merit of the sky, and is the legacy of the sky. There are some cause and effect, and they belong to the innate. Now in the great catastrophe, it is the time to resolve this place. If the blood sea is used to refine the formation, the spiritual treasure will be greatly improved and can help the killing disaster in the future!"

The ancestor of the Styx was furious when he heard this and said, "Zhou Cheng, if you think you can deal with my blood sea without the strength to restore the holy position, huh, you are dreaming in the daytime! It is useless to say more. If you have supernatural powers, you will come in by yourself!"

After saying that, the clone of the Blood God Son flashed and fell into the sea of ​​blood. Suddenly, huge waves surged in the sea of ​​blood, but the Jiuyou Blood Sea Formation was opened.

Zhou Cheng sighed and said:

"Well!"
Chapter completed!